"Gugsuya, how many packets of these did you buy?" He asked me as we sat down on the floor of our 'secret hideout place' we found, where there was just rusty old things like sofas, tables, chairs, graffiti on walls and stuff and a music player and mirrors on walls which we bought.
"Like 10...It was on offer.." I said as I threw a sweet in my mouth.
"Aish...I bet you have another 50 at home."
"..."
"But you still look like gugsu (noodles).." He giggled.
"Yah!" I shouted and threw him a pack of sw-
"Yah, Noodle." I heard a familiar voice which made me slowly wake up.I opened my eyes slowly to see a dude with black hair and bangs kinda covering his eyes. I quickly sat up, "Who the fuck are y- Hoseok? Oh right.."
How could I forget.
"Don't we have school?" He asked me with a packet of sweets in his hand that he was just casually eating.
"Where did you find that??" I snatched the packet from his hand.
"Under your bed...Who the hell keeps food under their bed?" He said and snatched the packet back from my hand. "Get up we're late."
"W-what? Wait, you're feeling better?" I asked him.
"Oh yeah about that, thanks." He said and walked towards the other side of the room.
He's thanking me? Well that's a first.
"Never happening again." I said and got out of bed.
"Just hurry up and take me to school, I left my car there too." He said.
"Oh right...Just wait downstai-"
"No." He said quickly, cutting me off.
I looked at him all confused, "...I'm going to get ready get the hell out."
"I'll wait here." He said awkwardly and sat down on the couch.
"Oh wait..my parents are downstairs. Fine stay here, I'll get ready in the bathroom.
I took my stuff and opened my door to see Jimin right infront of my door. His arms were crossed and had the most annoyed face ever.
"You're not out yet?" I asked him awkwardly as I closed the door from behind me.
"Ani. I was waiting for you." He said.
"Me? You should leave...I'm gonna be late." I said to him.
"Move." He pushed me out the way and opened my door. Shit.
"You still didn't send him ho- where is he?" He walked around the room.
Wait...where is he? He was here like a second ago..
"He left." I said to Jimin.
"Oh..Good. I'm going." He left and slammed the door behind him.
"Hoseok?" I called his name.
"In here." I heard Hoseok's voice from my walking closet. What the hell is he doing in there?!
I ran towards my walking closet, "Why are you in there you rascal!"
"Can you just get me out of this room." He said.
"W-wait are you stuck? The lock on this door doesn't work properly you idiot!"
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Fallen Leaves | Jung Hoseok | Oh Sehun
FanfictionYongsa Arts Academy. A place only for the talented, the ambitious.. And the stinking rich.. Don't worry, I'm not going there just because I can afford it, I have a passion for dance. Always have. But there are some people who get in with just money...